
Postcards from the Alpine garden
Just messing around with the camera since it’s too early to weed if I don’t want to be labeled a fanatic gardener.
The sun has risen, the moon that pulled hikers out for night walks has not yet set and the weather people promise us a day that is good and hot.
For the roses at 1,100 metres, it is the moment before the moment: they are having a last snooze, curling up tightly in bed before bursting on the world.
I don’t blame them.
By this afternoon or tomorrow this bush will be a mass of glorious yellow roses, I expect.
Photos: click on images to enlarge.
Gardener in the sky archives: see Ellen Wallace’s blog posts
GenevaLunch, 22 June 2008.
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